The generals of Jinghu Lake seemed to have seen a farce that had been rehearsed long ago.

The bandits all over the mountain were scattered in the valley, carrying large and small bags on their backs, climbing up the mountains on both sides in a panic, as if they were running for life.

At this time, they finally understood that Changsun Hong had blocked the entrance of the valley with a small number of ghost soldiers, but had a large number of soldiers going up the mountain.

This means closing the door and beating the dog, not letting a person escape.

On the hillsides on both sides, the barbarians were condescending, holding crossbows in a hurry, firing one arrow at a time, with a very high head, and the crossbow arrows were as if they had eyes, and they hit each other accurately.

However, no one dared to step on the ground and pounce on the ground with blood and limbs. Dozens of lives were placed under the sword, which had already scared the bandits' courage.

The driven horse team, the ghost soldiers blocking the road, and the barbarians standing on the mountain shooting randomly, combined into a set of life-harvesting machines, which were linked together. Although the number was small, it was efficient in operation. The bandits in the valley were like groups of flies, ramming around without any heads and minds.

It seems that it is only a matter of time to deal with them.

The people in Jinghu held their swords and did nothing, standing behind them, really responding to Changsun Hong's words.

"Look at us to kill the enemy!"

Words are still in my ears, and they are loud and loud.

Liu Zheng looked around and shrugged his shoulders uneasyly, and whispered to Gao Da: "General Gao, look, if we were to fight this battle, how many soldiers would we need?"

Gundam looked at the ghost soldiers in front of him, marveling at the sharpness of Mo Dao. When Liu Jin asked, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and replied with a blushing face: "This... If you just kill these thieves, one thousand people will be enough, but if you want to wipe out it all, it may be twice as much as two thousand people can achieve it."

After thinking about it, he added: "There are also a little more cavalry, otherwise the thieves will run out of the valley and flee in scattered areas. If there are fewer horses, it is difficult to chase after them."

Liu licked his lips and felt deeply the same.

If any of the generals from Jinghu were to command this battle, and the troops of Sichuan General Command were selected, they would win. After all, the opponent was just a disheveled armor and the thieves and bandits under the equipment were much worse than the Song Dynasty's official army.

But it will be difficult to defeat the current situation where the Shimenfan barbarians are as if they are killing chickens and dogs.

It is easy to defeat life and death on the battlefield, but it is difficult to wipe out all of them.

Thousands of troops fleeing in all directions, chasing them one by one, and there was no way to worry about it. There were far more escapes than those who killed them.

Valley is an advantage, but to convert the advantage into a winning position, it depends on the art and means of the commander.

Liu Zong asked himself, if he had no barbarian soldiers, it might not have been easy to reach the height that Changsun Hong had already achieved.

Half an hour later, the battle was over in the drizzle.

More than a thousand bandits, about four hundred who survived, were stripped naked and tied up one by one with untied clothes and straps, kneeling in the wet mud, drooping in the head and frightened.

The leaders were identified, and about ten people were pulled out and chopped their heads in front of everyone.

Although the generals of Jinghu Lake did not speak, they were all a little surprised because these heads should not have been cut off here. If they were taken back, they would be rewarded according to their merits.

Changsun Hong seemed to see through their thoughts, but just explained indifferently.

"These thieves have to be taken to Dali to do hard work. If there are those who take the lead, they will be difficult to manage and will be killed in public. This is a warning to the survivors and has also eliminated some future problems."

"As for merit," he smiled: "I still look down on the achievements of killing bandits. I took my head back and marinated it with lime to send it to Beijing. It should be considered as the credit of Lord Wang and the others."

The clouds are calm and the wind is light, and I don’t care about it. It falls into the ears of everyone in Jinghu, but it is extraordinary.

It is rare for military generals not to pay attention to their merits.

Everyone fights life and death, and fights with their lives. What is the purpose of being a glory, wealth, fame, fortune, and wealth? Changsun Hong said lightly.

What did he think? What did he think?

Those who are smarter have already thought about it. For example, Liu Zi's eyes kept spinning around the captives and the heads of the land.

After watching for a while, then turned his eyes to the fierce barbarians. After a battle, the casualties of the barbarians were almost negligible. The heavy armor and weapons and superb fighting skills turned the battle into a display of massacre. What is even more amazing is that the barbarians were still energetic after the battle. No one was noisy, and they kept their silent posture, stood in a queue, and formed a tall army.

Neither arrogant nor impatient, nor impatient, or act rushing. Such soldiers and such army are what every general dreams of.

How did you practice it?

"Go back, one hundred people are escorted, one hundred people are escorted, and the rest are divided into ten people, and the intermission is escorted to the prisoners."

After explaining to the security chief Xiao Jiaji who came out of the fort, Changsun Hong ordered to return to the army. At this time, the sky began to clear up. After the rain, the sun that emerged from the clouds shone on the iron armor that had not dried with blood, making it particularly dazzling.

The Xuanjia soldiers advanced with swords and their army was powerful. The team of five hundred people walked as arrogant as five thousand people.

The people in Jinghu were like a group of supporting roles. After watching a big drama played by the protagonists, they followed the protagonists, and didn't know what to do, and they turned back to Gongzhou Prefecture with all kinds of thoughts.

It was not until this moment that they were truly shocked and impacted in their hearts.

The soldiers and horses of Jinghu have always been the best in the world, and strong military and powerful generals emerge one after another. Fighting against the Jin people and the Mongols, they have been fighting fiercely. Compared with Sichuan, they actually feel a little superior in their hearts.

Even if the Jinghu led troops into Sichuan, even if they were not the best, they would at least be at the forefront.

This mentality was shattered today.

When they looked at Changsun Hong, they began to look up.

What makes military generals lovely than literati is that they only admire the strong, and they admire them as much as they admire them, without any sourness.

Changsun Hong was stronger than them, so they consciously convinced that the barbarian soldiers were stronger than the Song Dynasty's official army, and they were sincerely impressed.

Liu Zheng had already decided in his heart that he would talk to Changsun Hong when he went back, and was willing to go to his command and become a general with him. Oh, no, it would be okay to be a close-fitting general. As long as he could learn his methods of training troops, he would do anything.

He rode on the horse and wanted to ask others what they thought, but seeing them looking thoughtful, he felt that it was probably not appropriate to ask. It would be better to bury such a thing in his heart.

On the way, the support staff sent by Wang Kui continued ten miles outside the Gongzhou Prefecture City, and collected the heads in the sacks, ignored the prisoners, and entered the city with a happy smile.

The group of prisoners were escorted by the barbarians and turned around outside the city without even entering the city gate, and headed in the other direction.

This is inconsistent with the rules of the court. If the generals win and the captured people are taken back, they must be handed over to the government for handling according to the rules and must not make decisions without authorization.

This opened the eyes of the generals in Jinghu Lake again and looked at each other, thinking that Changsun Hong was here, as if he was about the same power as Wang Kui.

In their hearts, their impression of Changsun Hong was raised by another level.
Chapter completed!